relief

if you pay attention, you see signs

on the way

but they’re not

always

meant pull towards that path

you feel for.

Same day I met three men.

I thought,

one by one,

they appeared to remind of you.

Like it would ever existed

minimum risk of forgetfulness.

Except Alzheimer.

*

First man sits on a bench

in front of me.

Is middle of August,

very early in the dawn,

so sun still hidden

behind the surrounding

metallic constructions.

And this man smokes

a cigarette,

with gestures more dalicates

than I smoke mine.

And his legs lean

one over the other.

An odd gentleman conduct.

He simultaneosly consumes

black coffe or

fructated green potion

for a nasty hangover.

Seems he has those small shapes of

your nose, lips and

brown eyes.

And as you wondered some

time ago,

Sure he is asking himself too

who the fuck is she and why is

here?

*

Second man stops the silence

with the heavy sound of his bycicle breaks.

Almost fell on the asphalt,

swears

in a language I cannot translate.

His athletic body regains

its straight posture

at sight of my

presence.

For uncounted moments

time doesn’t exist between two of us

and he stabs

my chest with a deep

look.

He went so far inside me

that I can

feel him crawling under my ribs.

This is a June Gemini sign,

is

the worrior side who fights

with anything else

found in universe.

His mind says mine

I will conquer you all!

*

On a wide corridor,

third man slowly walks towards

me.

We are now

two wild prade animals

aware

of the iminent danger that could

kill both, but, still,

we move.

Is it sudently cold all around or is

our looks ice which freeze

this air I

hardly

can

breathe?

This is an exotic specimen,

torn from same milenar tribe

as you were.

Such perfect skin I would ever

long sense on my

body…

Such hands I would always

provoque

discover me…